Another Bird for a cage (MikeyxReader)

The cell

So drowsy. My mind was still not connecting anything from my last memories. Everything around me still seemed to be shaking as I opened my eyes. Every time I opened my eyes I saw a different place.

One moment I was partying in Japan in a nightclub deep in Tokyo. The next moment I opened my eyes I was being held by two people halfway dragging me down a corridor. I groaned from the pain in my body, next thing I felt the people who were dragging me lay me down on the ground.

So cold. So dark. Where am I?

I felt a hand brush my (h/c) away from my face and the warm breath of someone inches from my face.

"Can I buy this one? I want her. So pretty, if not can I taste her first? Promise I won't leave a mark" a cold voice said above me from a close distance.

"Don't touch the merchandise, the boss will have your head. You can't afford that one. That's an B class. If you want fun, go mess with anything below a D. You wouldn't be able to afford the price tag on these with your salary anyways."

Drugged... You've been drugged. I tell myself. Trying to get a grip on my surroundings. I stayed laying on the floor and started to gauge my surroundings from there. Pretending to still be passed out. I glanced around trying to keep my breath as calm as possible. I realized the place I'm in looks like a cell. There's other people here, some crying, some talking within each other while the rest are still passed out. There's about 8 of us here.

Omegas. We are all omegas here, I noticed as I inhaled their pheromones.

Great. Fucken great. I thought to myself. I had freed myself from my damn engagement in my (home country) just to end up being captured and sold into human trafficking. B class? So they think I'm the same as the other people here. That might be my best to my advantage.

After a moment I gave up pretending to be asleep and slowly sat up. I looked around. Trying to get a better look at the people around me. They looked pretty and I could easily smell their pheromones. Considering I was suppressing mine to the best of my ability like I was trained to do since birth and still put in this group showed some of my pheromones had leaked out a bit when I was drugged.

The less valuable they think I am, the less security there is around me and I can escape or get rescued. Whichever one comes first, either way when I don't check in in four months with my parents they are bound to start tracking me down. After all, the agreement between us was that I was free to live my life and do what I want as long as I check in and accept their marriage proposals. I still felt my specialized collar underneath my thick basic leather collar I wore to cover it up. So they haven't removed my collar and found out what exactly I was or else they would have probably had me on an operating table to remove my specialized collar. After all, I was kind of special. I was a dominant omega. The rarest of the rare coming from noble bloodlines. If my family didn't find me, the government sure would. We were protected under law. Honestly I wasn't even supposed to be in Japan but I never was one for following procedures.

This is what I get for buying a false identity to go traveling. It could be worse.

Like I could be sold to yet another old dominant alpha by my parents. If it wasn't for his death by political strife I would have been saddled with an old 60 year old man in Europe, who was to breed me over till I died, in my last engagement. Omega rights had always been weak. Coming from a dominant alpha family if I hadn't been a dominant omega I would have been killed or if I was lucky given to an orphanage where I would have had a better normal life. But no dominant omegas were the only ones to handle dominant alphas unless they were fated pairs. Nowadays dominant alphas from prestigious families paid such a hefty sum to marry or bred with dominant omegas it was all just sexual trafficking under the guise of an omega protection from the government or our parents.